Gonna be if I don't stop using my right arm some for a while. It's gone all numb and tingly, and I can't do stuff with it very good, but I have two bigassed projects and a mediumassed project I gotta do or else I'll be poor. Which is like not having any arms at all.

The other day, I go to scratch my butt, and there's this giant hole in my pants.

I have had that very same thing happen to me. Turned out I had put my pants on backwards and left the fly open. I hate it when that happens.

And where were you, Preacher Man, when I was buying those new pants? DAMMIT. NOW I HAVE TOO MANY PANTS.

OK. But I want to say something about those pants. I got them at Target, and they are "Levi Signature" or whatever, which I later come to find out are the kind of pants Levis had to make because of WALMART. Which is why they sucked.

Plus, they're designed to be really tight, so I got a too big of size because I don't like that, and then when I went back and got the correlating real Levis to replace the WALMART kind of pants that ran like some pair of pantyhose or whatever, the too big of size is actually so big that I have to be hiking them up all the time.

I spent a good part of the last week boxing things up, disposing of a few bulky things and cleaning the house top to bottom in preparation for a 10 minute walk-through this morning by the realtor who's helping the landlord sell the house. Now nobody will ever know how I really live!

The only excercise I've been getting for a few months now is 30 minutes a day on an elliptical machine, but it done broke (see bulky items reference above).